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The Scots are a Mad Bunch

Honestly. I mean how else can you explain the fact that with their team 5-0 down on aggregate, around 1500 fans were singing raucously and dancing away to glory all the while holding up their Celtic scarves? Either that or they were piss drunk which after listening to all those stories and legends seems perfectly plausible. However I think they were drunk AND they have gone mad. No wonder William Wallace couldn’t do fuck with his rag tag bunch of merry men.

So coming to the game then. My first impression on seeing the team-sheet was Enh? Where the fuck is the creativity going to come from? Cesc was never in the picture for this game. There was no Arshavin and no Van Persie either. And wonder of wonders who stepped up? The Arsenal goal scoring machine Emmanuel Eboue, in his new avatar of The Arsenal play making machine. Err. Ok. Maybe not MACHINE. But he played as well as I’ve ever seen him play. Diaby was back after a strong performance at the weekend. Song was back. Denilson was in. Eduardo made his first Champions League start after Milan from ages ago. All in all, I felt it was a pretty defensive set up. Le Boss was I guess, backing us to do a 1-0. Still, point is this team had 8 goals between them in 3 games. Not a bad record at all.

Our first which effectively put the tie out of Celtic’s reach came when the referee saw Arthur Boruc viciously chop down Eduardo in the box nearly re-breaking his horribly broken leg, biting his head off clean and raping his beautiful wife. He had no hesitation in pointing to the spot and Eduardo duly converted. Of course TV replays showed that Eduardo pulled off the biggest con seen since the release of the wonderful motion picture – The Sting starring a remarkably young Robert Redford and Paul Newman. Then again, so bloody what? We’ve been on the wrong end of SO many of these decisions, thanks to SO many Academy Award worthy actors and SO many fucked up referees, that I think it’s only fair we get a few dozen more such decisions. 3 penalties against United this weekend would be a good time to start, err continue I mean.

The second was a proper Arsenal counter. One end of the pitch to the other in a blink of an eye – Check. 27 passes between 7 different players – Check. Ball went through the legs of at least 3 Celtic players – Check. 3 fancy back heel passes with at least one of them inside the Celtic penalty area – Check. Goal scored by Emmanuel Eboue – Chec… What? Holy cow!

However with all these events transpiring, you could sense that there was a lack of fluidity. We weren’t threatening to run riot. Until the 70th odd minute when we made a double substitution bringing on that Little Russian (size-wise) and that little Englishman (age and size-wise). Less than a minute later the fluidity was back and we ran riot. A delightful move saw Bendtner, Denilson and Ramsey combine to let Arshavin do a couple of pirouettes and score past a bemused Boruc. Finally I say. I mean what use is a bloody 15m pound player if he can’t score 4 every game? So by that calculation an 80m pound player um err ah should not exist at all. Madrid, those fucking jokers.

There were a few frustrating moments too. William Gallas the current leading Arsenal scorer, failed to score despite a mazy run that bamboozled the poor Celtic left back. We scored only 3 on the night despite several more threatening moments. And finally no clean sheet again. Everyone switched off for the final kick of the game and the referee found himself blowing for a Celtic goal when he had the whistle in his mouth to signal full time. Anyway, 5-1 on aggregate and we’re in the Champions League for the 12th successive year. Only United and those fucking jokers I believe have done better.

It’s been the perfect start thus far. Perfect preparation for United this weekend. I mean when you look at your squad and say with a degree of confidence that you have players like Diaby and Song, you know things are going well for you. Cesc hopefully is Ok come Saturday. Van Persie is well rested. Arshavin has opened his account. Eduardo knows if his silky left foot finds a goal elusive, minor theatrics will get it for him. Gallas is yet to score with his penis, so that’s one more at the very least due from him. Tom is playing mean enforcer with élan. Is there a better time to play United? I doubt there is EVER a good time to play them but I’ve never been so optimistic going into this fixture.

Well, seeing as Anelka is a Chelshit player now it is inconceivable hat he has the brains to write an autobiography. In any case it was a very poorly writte piece of fiction. and Arvi you should read better things in life. Fail. 😀

Despite Le prof declaring his doubts on cesc recoverin on time for ze clash , I believe its just a tactic to keep everybody guessing and unleashing cesc in time :). A niggle to Ramsey means there s a good chance for our own messi -Wilshere to appear as a sec half sub , I would love to c him contribute nd prove wat a talent he is against utd. Yeah nd considerin gallas’s run a score from penis s not unlikely nd will vouch 4 it come saturday 😛